Tag "Fear"

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Confronted By The Uniform

I still think about this unusual experience I had back in March. It was the oddest encounters I’d ever had and I felt the need to share with you guys.

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THE TERROR OF A GAY MAN

When we left the guesthouse for our night of karaoke fun that evening, we were all in high spirits. We were dressed to kill, all hoochie shorts, cropped tops and

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THE STALKER

In February, the news broke that someone, presumably gay, had been murdered in his home by someone he let in, someone who was purportedly a hookup. The news was all

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ON THE SANCTITY OF QUEER LIVES AND THE LANGUAGE OF TRAGEDY

1. March, 2020 The Guardian: Man Kills Facebook Friend For ‘Sodomizing’ Him With 20,000 The Nation: Why I ‘Killed’ My Homosexual Facebook Friend, By Suspect   April, 2021 Sahara Reporters:

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HERE AND ALIVE (An Anniversary Dedication To Kito Diaries)

It was a peaceful morning with the gentle breeze blowing that day, which is ironic, given how very troubling that day was going to be. As a young adult with

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A MEMOIR OF ALL THE MEN THAT HAVE BEEN (Chapter 5)

OBINNA I met Obinna on Grindr. I was on the Island that day, at a test venue for a job, nervous as hell and needing a distraction while I waited

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MY NAME IS DIMEJI (Part 2)

Previously on MY NAME IS DIMEJI… * I met Seun on Twitter, and everything happened very fast. I was basically new to being out of the closet in any capacity.

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FOR THE LOVE OF THE BIG BLACK COCK

How many times have you pulled down the zipper of that shag you’d been wanting to have with the zeal of a trained whore and the determination of a politician?

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I’M SORRY I BROKE YOUR HEART

I’ll be honest. I’ll be true. I’ll try to tell it as it is. But I fear that I will fail. We were getting serious, and it scared me. Being

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The Horror Of The Shores Behind

It had been a long dreary day. As usual, work was tiresome yet fun; loud house music, rainbow lights and sometimes, drag queens. Throw in a bunch of hunks and